#shitty writer

[mlkhoneylix]

[9:36]

→ warning: harddom!hyunjin, bdsm, piv, degradation, unprotected sex, choking, sensory deprivation, pure filth basically

→ word count: 376 words

a/n: will i ever get over the fact that hyunjin knows and probably watched 50 shades of grey? no, never. i suck at writing smut but here we go ☠️

a sigh of relief escaped your lips as the loud clank of metal hitting the wooden floor reverberated through the room, assuming hyunjin finally let go of his belt. hyunjin's warm hand ran over the scarlet marks on your bare rear end and thighs as he made his way up to you, "am i making myself clear, kitten?"

"y-yes, sir." you stammered, the silk blocking your vision blotchy from absorbing the tears that were pooling at your rim of your eyes.

"i don't wanna hear a single thing from that pretty mouth of yours unless i let you, or i will not hesitate to leave you like this," hyunjin growled, staring down at your vulnerable state, stripped, tied up and bent over before him. all for him.

the sight alone stirred a burning fire in his loins, and without a second to waste, he flipped you over, your body still decorated with drops of melted candle wax from earlier. anticipation flooded through your veins and shot straight to your aching core, waiting for hyunjin to finally give it some attention.

it didn't take long before you felt his hot tip prodding at your entrance, tracing it up and down your slit to spread your wetness, the anticipation building up between your hips making it hard for you to bite down the noises that were threatening to escape your lips.

"you like this, y/n? love it when i treat you like the little cockslut you are?" hyunjin hissed as he pushed the first inch of his throbbing length in you, one hand digging crescents on your hip and the other wrapped firmly around your neck. you nod with eyebrows knit together, expressions pained from both the stretch and the struggle to keep quiet, "words, kitten."

"yes, sir" you exhaled harshly, before sealing your mouth shut once more. breathy groans escaped hyunjin's as he pushed further into you, filling you up to the hilt.

"god y/n, you take me so fucking well," with one swift move, he unraveled the blindfold covering your eyes, holding you in a hungry stare that'll surely recur in your memories for the days ahead, "now, you're gonna keep your eyes on me, watch me wreck this needy little pussy of yours."

[thewrathofjinx]

Ok so ik I said I wasn't gonna post much smut, if any at all, buuuut it's Labor Day, sooo I decided to post this. I found it a few days ago. It's an old daydream of mine from a couple of years ago. I made a few changes, it was even shittier than it is now. Not that anyone will read it 😄

Kinda inspired by Bones by Imagine Dragons.

Warnings - 18+, minors DNI, oral sex, gagging, orgasm, kissing, strong language

If there are any more, please tell me

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I sighed with relief when I finally face planted on my bed. I was exhausted. My stomach hurt, and my head was pounding. The club I worked at had been appallingly busy, and the sheer number of time my tits and ass had been grabbed today was astounding- and not in a good way.

Sighing, I rolled off my bed and stumbled into my small bathroom, desperate for a shower. I pulled off my white blouse and let it drop to the floor. I hated wearing white, but I had to. The club required it. A white top and a black bottom. Most waitresses wore skirts, but I almost always opted for jeans.

I pulled down the pair of black skinny jeans I was currently wearing, absentmindedly rubbing the red imprints the tight waistband had left on my flat stomach.

Before stepping into the shower, I grabbed my phone and set my favorite playlist to shuffle, then slid underneath the hot water. It felt heavenly, the heat washing away the sweat from the hot club and the feeling of strangers hands on me, my phone blasting out the lyrics to Bones by Imagine Dragons drowning out the lingering sound of the club and the many people there. I closed my eyes, relaxing under the stream of hot water.

Eventually, I washed up and got out. My shower had been so hot, steam was rising from my red skin. I watched it for a few moments, then dried off and pulled on one of my boyfriend's shirts. It was huge, falling almost to my knees, the sleeves so long they completely swallowed my hands. I loved it.

I settled down on my couch with a half full bottle of tequila, a bowl of ramen, and the TV remote. I planned on watching anime for the next several hours until my boyfriend, Kenny, got home, and then going to bed.

An hour or so later, the door opened, and Kenny came in, looking utterly exhausted. Draping his heavy coat over the back of the couch, he slumped down beside me.

"Well, don't you just look like a happy little ray of sunshine," I commented, taking in his gloomy expression. He sighed.

"Yeah yeah. You gonna finish that tequila?" He asked, pointing at the nearly empty bottle on the coffee table. I shook my head, and he grabbed it.

"So what's wrong?" I pressed, sitting up on the couch, tilting my head and peering into his dark eyes. Kenny just ran a hand through his unruly dark brown hair, brushing back his bangs.

"Just had a long day at work. It was really fucking boring, and I missed you."

I smiled. "Awwwwe you're adorable. I missed you too."

Kenny smiled, still looking tired.

"Still, you look like you could use a little cheering up," I commented, smirking slightly, and sliding onto his lap. Kenny raised an eyebrow at me, his thin lips twitching up into a smirk as I leaned my face close to his.

"I suppose that depends on how you plan to cheer me up."

I lean in even closer, so that I can feel Kenny's breaths on my lips. I give my hips a little rut against his.

"Oh well, if I told you, that would ruin the surprise."

"It's a surprise now, is it?"

"Yup. So you in, or not?"

Kenny made a show of considering, pursing his lips and scratching his head. "Well, I suppose I'm in," he announced dramatically. I grinned, then smashed my lips onto his. Kenny groaned, the noise rumbling deep in his chest. My hands snaked up, one resting on his chest, the other weaving into his hair, tugging on it. Kenny's hands found their way under my shirt, sliding their way up my bare sides. I worked my mouth against his, opening my lips licking along Kenny's bottom lip, sliding my tongue into his mouth. His tongue tangled with mine, then pushed into my mouth. I closed my mouth and hollowed my cheeks, sucking on his pink muscle.

He rutted his hips up into mine. I could feel his erection. Still kissing him, I moved my hips, rubbing against him, my arousal seeping through my underwear and staining his jeans.

I moaned into Kenny's mouth. He swallowed up the sound greedily, then pulled back for air. I panted against his wet lips, still rubbing my clothed pussy over his impossibly hard dick. Kenny kissed me again, then moved his mouth to my jaw, sucking and licking at it. I tilted my head to give him better access, little moans falling from my lips.

Kenny groaned against my neck, his hands gripping my hips, guiding my movements. I yelped when Kenny suck his sharp teeth into my neck, then lapped his tongue over the mark. His hands came up, gripping my breasts. I moaned as he squeezed them, then rolling my sensitive nipples between his thumb and index finger.

I moved my hips against his more erratically now, desperate for the coil tightening inside me to break. Kenny and I began to exchange open mouthed kisses, our teeth clacking together, our tongues intertwining.

Kenny reached down a large hand. The moment his long, slender fingers found my clit, I came, the release I craved washing over me. I threw my head back, uttering my loudest and most sinful moan yet. My fingers tightened around Kenny's strong shoulders, my legs shaking. Kenny continued rutting his hips up into me, helping me through my high, and quickly finding his own.

I dropped my head against Kenny's chest, breathing heavily. He stroked my hair, a wide grin spreading across his ungodly handsome face.

"Goddamn that was amazing. You do a wonderful job if cheering people up," he breathed into my hair. I looked up at him, strands of hair sticking to my sweaty forehead and cheeks.

"Oh I'm not done yet." I grinned, sliding off Kenny's lap and kneeling on the floor between his legs.

"Aw babe you don't have to-" his comment was cut off by a low groan as I pulled his pants off and wrapped my long fingers around his length. No matter how many times I saw it, Kenny's dick never failed to have me drooling at the sight of it.

I laid the pad of my tongue flat against the underside of his cock, licking up to the tip, cleaning off the mixture of cum and pre coating his length.

Kenny moaned again as I dipped my tongue into his slit before wrapping my plump lips around his tip. Slowly, I lowered my head down onto his girth, inch my inch until I felt him hit the back of my throat. Trying not to gag, I took short breaths through my nose, tears pebbling in the corners of my eyes. Kenny's hand weaved into my hair, resting on the back of my head. He looked down at me with lust blown eyes. Holding eye contact, I sank down even further, looking up through my lashes as he breached my throat. Spit began to dribble down my chin. I hollowed my cheeks, sucking on his dick, my face flush against his pelvis, my tongue swirling around his girth.

I bobbed mt head up and down, each time Kenny's cock reached down into my throat.

"Shit- I'm close babe-" he huffed, fingers tightening in my hair. I hummed around him. Kenny threw back his head, wet bangs sticking to his sweaty forehead, eyes closed, totally blissed out as he shot hot ropes of cum down my throat. I made sure to swallow every last drop.

Kenny gently pulled me off him, panting heavily.

"Fuck love you're fucking amazing," he hummed. I smiled. Kenny hooked a finger under my chin, tilting my head back slightly.

"Thanks. I owe you one, okay?" He whispered against my lips. I giggled.

"You're welcome."

"Let's go to bed, okay?"

I nodded, then pulled him into me, kissing him again before pulling away and standing up. Kenny also stood, pulling up his pants, and we walked into our shared bedroom. Exhausted, we fell into bed. I curled up against Kenny's chest, and he laid his chin on the top of my head. Out bodies fit together perfectly, like two pieces of a puzzle, as if were made for each other. I breathed in deeply, relishing in the scent of my boyfriend.

"I love you," I heard Kenny mumble sleepily into my hair.

"I love you too," I replied, already mostly asleep, smiling.

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Quick thank you to @dabisqueen, they've been my inspiration and my reason for posting. Thank you so much MWAH

[daixkirai]

this overwhelming feeling of never being good enough :))

[architectofyourdream]

About Me

The name is Architect.

They/Them Pronouns.

17 and certainly not a dancing queen.

Wannabe writer, send in requests for things I'm into which is primarily Homestuck.

Will do reader x stories, I need to practice on writing romance since I'm awful at it, nothing NSFW unless you want some shitpost.

I will also write for things like Danganronpa, The Arcana, etc. I'm into a lot of things, not gonna list them all.

I love music. Things like Lemon Demon, Carpenter Brut, and Scattle are just some of my favorite music artists.

I love videogames. Bloodborne, Rune Factory 4, and Minecraft are peak performance.

I also like looking at cursed things, so feel free to send me some absolute feral shit.

Well, that's all I have, if anyone has any questions feel free to ask. <3

[nazyalenskey]

SJM is not "High Fantasy" it is Shitty Writing and you can quote me on that

[arapahoautumn]

Scott Pilgrim vs. the World OR My Life vs Scott Pilgrim

I have always wanted to watch Scott Pilgrim vs. the World and somehow I missed it at first. Later I put if off because I had not one but two exes make some comment about feeling like dating me was like being in Scott Pilgrim’s situation. Feeling like they needed to fight all my previous relationships for my hand or something. The idea of all of this seemed incredibly daft to me, I mean, if I choose to be with you I am there for a reason. I was actually I bit hurt which is stupid. In hindsight my feelings were completely unimportant in that moment.  I should have been putting his feelings at ease, not worrying about myself. 

After watching the film (which I freaking love), I feel like the guys were absolutely right in feeling like they had to slay the exes of my past to be with the me of the present. They had to prove they were man enough to beat them or something? That is an awful way to make someone feel. I was wholly unhealed from all off the emotional damage. I was a walking suitcase of wreckage just waiting to pour my stinking miasma out on anyone that would have me. At least that how it feels now that I am writing. Before I will say that loved every one of them. I still do in some way. I just wish that I had known all that I know now and had taken time between relationships. I wish I had taken proper time to unpack all of baggage and all of the feelings and be well with myself again before I had taken it upon myself to start up with another being. 

I really didn’t know how. I truly didn’t know what it was to be whole and to be healthy. I am not saying that I know what it means not because I absolutely do not know now. I am not perfect now. Not by far but I am so much closer to all of that which I once thought unattainable than I ever was. 

Then after thinking through all of this I must say that I too feel like Scott Pilgrim. I feel like I have spent the last year, after being wrecked by the man that I love, battling through my past. Slogging my way through all of the boys or men that I have loved, and the woman and dealing with the ways and the whys of them leaving. With each one I shed a layer of skin. A weight off my shoulders. I felt lighter and more comfortable in my skin than I ever have. Through it all I have gained some self worth.  

Not that anyone will ever read this but on the off chance that some soul out there does, please take the time to care for yourself. Take the time to lay on the floor with the hurt of a relationship lost, to feel it out and absorb the blow of it.  Know where you stand. Know who you are and what you want, what you will compromise on and what you absolutely will not before you make someone the collateral damage to your pain. 

[acupofoanh]

My thoughts seem always appealing but when I write them, it looks like garbage.

[yg-got7scenarios]

Hiatus... possible perm

Hi everyone~  I am sorry for being like this again haha I guess I am a shitty writer/person altogether.  I feel so down esp with my writing skills these days on top of my continuous boredom and disappointment with my professional, personal, and social life that I am not really sure if I am going at the right direction.  I wish I could be a better writer by consistently posting updates on fics and stories... I really do, but life sucks I guess... I am not turning down this blog, if ever I decide not to continue writing or my inspiration and so-called talent would finally leave me, I will keep this up in case you guys would still want to go back in reading them.  I hope I wont come to this point though! :D

Thank you all and I love you guys so much!